Thomas Monologue
Julian L. McEachin
Jan 28, 2015
Ms. Valerie Nieman
ENGL 105
Apartment C
It was a dark and stormy night. An unnatural haze lingered over Apartment C. In his bed, Thomas shivered. For a summer night, the air was cold and the sky was black. It was almost as if something evil lurked out there in the shadows.
Thomas rolled over, clutching his pillow, and tried to fall back asleep. But a worry nagged in the back of his mind. Something was not right. No matter how he tried, some ghostly force prevented him from sleeping. It made him uneasy. With a sigh, he rolled out of bed, pulled on his Shirt, and poured himself a cup of water from the pitcher on his nightstand. Quietly, he left his room.
The halls were silent as he walked in the dark. He did …show more content…
There was a good chance the young girl might die. 'Is there anything I can do to help?' he asked.
Tim sadly shook his head. 'Nothing the healers are not already trying. But it might help if you just sat with her. She will need to see a friendly face when she wakes up from this ordeal, and you are the closest thing she has right now.'
'I understand,' said Thomas. 'And I will stay with her for as long as it takes. I will not let her die.'
With that, Thomas turned and hurried to the room where the wounded child was being housed. He was surrounded by healers, all of whom wore the same concerned expression. They had washed her body and dressed the wounds with healing cream, but still the young child showed no signs of improvement. Her breathing was shallow, and her pulse was weak. One of the healers turned to Thomas with a defeated sigh.
'It will be an uphill battle,' she said. 'We have done all we can at this time. Now, we can only wait and see if she wakes.'
Thomas nodded slightly. 'I will stay with her through the night and keep watch as she …show more content…
Her sleek Black hair contrasted with large, dark Green eyes set in a perfect face. And her sculpted body, half-hidden by the bed linens, was a further confirmation of her perfect form. Thomas could hardly suppress his desire to flirt with her, but he kept his feelings under control. Amanda had just barely survived a nearly fatal encounter. Now was not the time for romance.
Within three days, Amanda had improved enough to leave her bed. Tim gave her a new set of clothes, and she was able to wander the corridors and gardens by herself. But the one thing that troubled her was Thomas's absence. Since the morning when she'd first awoken in Apartment C, she had not seen Thomas at all. It was as if her rescuer had simply disappeared. She had asked Tim where his son could be, but Tim had no answer. Thomas was gone without a trace.
Amanda desired to speak with Thomas again, and properly thank him for saving her life. But she also just wanted to feel safe and warm in his presence once more. She could not explain it, but she felt a deep connection to Thomas, either forged by the lifesaving bond or some other power. She knew that Thomas was someone special. Someone she had to see
Jan 28, 2015
Ms. Valerie Nieman
ENGL 105
Apartment C
It was a dark and stormy night. An unnatural haze lingered over Apartment C. In his bed, Thomas shivered. For a summer night, the air was cold and the sky was black. It was almost as if something evil lurked out there in the shadows.
Thomas rolled over, clutching his pillow, and tried to fall back asleep. But a worry nagged in the back of his mind. Something was not right. No matter how he tried, some ghostly force prevented him from sleeping. It made him uneasy. With a sigh, he rolled out of bed, pulled on his Shirt, and poured himself a cup of water from the pitcher on his nightstand. Quietly, he left his room.
The halls were silent as he walked in the dark. He did …show more content…
There was a good chance the young girl might die. 'Is there anything I can do to help?' he asked.
Tim sadly shook his head. 'Nothing the healers are not already trying. But it might help if you just sat with her. She will need to see a friendly face when she wakes up from this ordeal, and you are the closest thing she has right now.'
'I understand,' said Thomas. 'And I will stay with her for as long as it takes. I will not let her die.'
With that, Thomas turned and hurried to the room where the wounded child was being housed. He was surrounded by healers, all of whom wore the same concerned expression. They had washed her body and dressed the wounds with healing cream, but still the young child showed no signs of improvement. Her breathing was shallow, and her pulse was weak. One of the healers turned to Thomas with a defeated sigh.
'It will be an uphill battle,' she said. 'We have done all we can at this time. Now, we can only wait and see if she wakes.'
Thomas nodded slightly. 'I will stay with her through the night and keep watch as she …show more content…
Her sleek Black hair contrasted with large, dark Green eyes set in a perfect face. And her sculpted body, half-hidden by the bed linens, was a further confirmation of her perfect form. Thomas could hardly suppress his desire to flirt with her, but he kept his feelings under control. Amanda had just barely survived a nearly fatal encounter. Now was not the time for romance.
Within three days, Amanda had improved enough to leave her bed. Tim gave her a new set of clothes, and she was able to wander the corridors and gardens by herself. But the one thing that troubled her was Thomas's absence. Since the morning when she'd first awoken in Apartment C, she had not seen Thomas at all. It was as if her rescuer had simply disappeared. She had asked Tim where his son could be, but Tim had no answer. Thomas was gone without a trace.
Amanda desired to speak with Thomas again, and properly thank him for saving her life. But she also just wanted to feel safe and warm in his presence once more. She could not explain it, but she felt a deep connection to Thomas, either forged by the lifesaving bond or some other power. She knew that Thomas was someone special. Someone she had to see